Adulteress and Shelly: A Couple's Struggle with Infidelity
Snuggled in the sheets, Tom lovingly caressed April's breasts, circling her nipples with his fingers, drawing delectable moans from her.
Ever since their marriage 8 years ago, he gladly indulged her whims in the bedroom.
She'd been longing to explore more physical intimacy two years back.
Tom relished satisfying her cravings.
He rolled over, capturing her right nipple in his lips, kissing it gently, running his tongue around it.
April, in response, braided his hair with her fingers, sensing an electrifying heat in her core.
Tom edged closer to his wife's left nipple, ready to make her yearn. He surrendered himself to her, exposing his manhood for her.
As he kindled her yearning, she cupped his firmness in her hands.
Tom crashed his lips onto her chest, savouring her blooming desire. He gradually made his way down the bed, kissing her abdomen.
April admired his tender kisses, appreciating his efforts to keep their encounters unforgettable.
Tom's lips tasted her beautiful body, subsequently wanting to penetrate her.
He lapped at her beckoning lower body, pulling himself away from her fingers.
April intertwined her fingers in Tom's hair, eager for more intimate contact.
By now, she held him with a death grip on his hair, unwilling to let go. She feared his ecstasy would end.
Tom's tongue manoeuvred her blossoming vulva, kissing the delicate crease between her breasts, sliding further down to her torso. His fingers teased her inner walls while he licked her genitals.
Tom slid between her legs, raising her knees, offering him easy access.
April quivered and shook, reveling in the euphoria felt at every touch of his tongue.
Tom's tongue delved into her moist centre, making stay at her clitoris.
She bit into his hair as the waves of electric pulses emanating from his tongue tore through her.
He continued on licking, using his tongue to rock back and forth, testing her limits with his fingers.
His exploration unlocked a jolt of ecstasy for her.
Tom dived straight into the heart of her pleasure, showering her inner walls with his tongue. He licked, tasted, and required every aspect that was hers.
The scrumptiousness drove April into intense bliss, her sighs turning into cries.
Tom pulled away, returning to her face with his own. He plunged his tongue in her mouth, and slipped inside her, slowly rocking back and forth.
April elongated her tongue, meeting Tom's, locking into a fiery tangle. She wrapped one hand with her hair, as she held his face with the other.
He conquered her, plunging in deeper, arousing her yet again. April howled, stuffing his hair in her possession, extending the moment of carnal delight.
Her climax engulfed her again, leaving her trembling.
Tom's heart thumped wildly, rapidly try to control his breathing. He kissed her passionately, murmuring how much he loved her.
After ensuring April's overwhelming climax, he kissed her repeatedly, his tongue lost in her mouth. Tom delved into her, pinpointing her G-spot, piercing her with his fingers.
He increased his tempo, gripping her writhing body, his intense release throbbing through her.
He collapsed beside her in exhaustion, urging her to share her thoughts.
"April, would you like us to try something different?" Tom asked with an inquisitive expression, slowly caressing her cheek.
April's eyes immediately connected with his, desperation coursing through her. "I saw a pornography video...a cuckquean one."
"The wife was strapped to a chair...forcing her to watch her husband fuck another woman." She added coyly.
April inquired, "Does it excite you, Tom?" She asked, secretly hoping he'd give in.
She detected an erection in his hand, then noticed his smile. "April, I'm content with our intimate times".
She gazed at him, her heart fluttering - wishing it was different. "Do you undoubtedly feel that way?"
Tom contemplated the situation, then admitted, "April, I've sometimes wondered..."
Curious, she asked, "About women?"
"Afraid so", and instantly, April's resentment vanished, dilating her pores.
Later, Tom welcomed the thought, delighting in the sensation of another woman on him. He secretly appreciated her unsubtly revealing those tempting fantasies.
Despite considering other women, Tom cherished April's body.
"Honey," April quietly stated. "Is there perhaps anything on your mind?"
For a long while, Tom lay there, eyelids flickering towards her, enclosed her lovingly. Eventually, he opened his eyes to touch her with his lips. "Darling, we are quite fulfilled, so if that's what troubles you," he confided, continuing to kiss her deeply.
April sighed, "I'm happy if you're comfortable with our relationship", she muttered.
Lying side by side, April suddenly said, "Tom, you know how we enjoy dangerous and passionate encounters? Is there anything we haven't tried?"
Tom glanced sideways, an ardent kiss forming on his lips. "I'm listening..."
After feeling her partner's penis turn rock hard in her hands, April laughed and shared her secret, "Ever since I watched that adult film, I have been fantasizing about you with another person." "Imagining you sitting in a chair while I watch you make love to someone else with no face," she revealed. "So, yes, I do really want this to happen."
Tom, curious about what his partner didn't quite reveal, questioned, "Are you thinking of someone else?"
Upon hearing this question, April knew what Tom was alluding to. She leaned in and kissed his cheek before responding, "No, there's no one else as kind, strong, or as great a lover as you." "It's just a moment of fantasy that's all," she assured him.
Tom, aware that they had both been with others before they got together, remembered how that helped him decide to marry her. And, likewise, April knew he had experienced others before meeting her.
Tom looked deeply into April's eyes, kissing her forehead, and then looking away. Then he spoke, "Let's watch some of those adult films we have." "We can discuss your fantasy after that."
April, eager to please her husband, wiggled under the sheet covering their bodies. She moved her lips from his cheek to his chest, planting kisses across his stomach and lower abdomen. Eventually, she got to his erect penis. April began to kiss the head of her husband's cock, licking the shaft as she tasted her arousal on it, driving her libido even further. Taking his cock into her mouth, she started bobbing her head while running her tongue up and down his shaft, stimulating the most sensitive spot right beneath his cock head. When she felt her husband's hand grip the back of her head, she devoted her full attention. Her goal was to swallow his cum and to help him cum even faster this time.
Hearing the sloppy sucking noises and sensing her tongue on his cock head, Tom was almost at the point of ejaculation. He clenched his hand around her hair and forced her head further down, guiding his cock into the back of her throat.
The sounds of throat gagging only intensified Tom's arousal, sending him flying over the edge to reach climax. He held April's head still while he shot his cum into her mouth and down her throat, filling it with his semen.
April's desire for being controlled and dominated overpowered her, pushing her to another orgasm. Needing to be closer to Tom, she tried to stand up.
Tom released her head from his grasp, causing her to release his cock from her mouth. April tried to lick the head of his penis to swallow his cum. Afterward, she settled down to lie next to him.
April, filled with the excitement, asked, "Did you enjoy forcing me?"
Sitting atop his wife, kissing her cheek, Tom responded, "Yes." "After our conversation, I knew you'd like that," he noted.
April puckered her lips and smiled, kissing his neck, then said with a serious tone, "I did. I do."
Later that evening, the two naked adults rested on their couch, having just finished their meal. April reached over to touch her husband's penis, her fingers caressing it gently while Tom massaged her clitoris. They watched the Cuckquean-themed adult films April had mentioned earlier.
The videos showcased men tying their wives down, leaving them to witness their husbands shoot their seed into young, busty women.
Some of the actresses in the films cried, pleading for their actor husbands to stop while others experienced orgasm just from the act of watching. The majority were left to clean up after the women their husbands had previously fucked.
Fantasizing about Tom fucking someone else greatly aroused April, who found herself nearing another climax as the flicks played. Tom was intrigued by seeing his partner's excitement when the other woman not only made her cum, but also when she was forced to fulfill her husband's needs. Her clit was tingling in anticipation.
When the adult films were over, Tom looked at his wife and remarked, "This whole scenario was fascinating." "If we are going to try this, we will need to put some ground rules in place first."
April, still high from her orgasms, slid off the sofa before offering, "Okay." "You'll tie me to a chair, muzzle me, and fill me with your cum."
Tom smiled and responded, "Exactly." "And I get to have as much control as I want."
Aroused by her husband's response, April said, "I'm up for it. Let's try it."
The next night, Tom and April climbed onto the couch, completely nude. Adjusting to the new environment, their fingers were caressing each other's bodies more intimately. They sat together, watching each other's emotions remain high as they watched sexy videos.
The selections of women getting bound and tortured before their husbands sodomized them arose questions in both their thoughts.
April made no secret of her pleasure in watching, yelling out orgasms and basking in her husband's touch. It was the other women's suggestive attitude and degradation that really did it for her - even though she still craved for Tom to fuck someone else, it filled her current void.
Gazing at his wife's reactions after she'd seen those women get punished, Tom leaned in, whispering, "What do you want me to do next?"
April couldn't help but smile as she pondered the possibilities. "Do whatever you want, just remember we made a pact." "I want to be used and disregarded."
Tom went on, "I'm the one who chooses the woman."
April pondered this clause, hoping for a negative response and enquired, "Do you have a specific woman in mind?"
Tom responded in the negative, "No, I don't."
Intrigued, April said, "And what other rules are there?"
Tom introduced the idea, "We need a document outlining what happens afterwards."
Confused, April asked, "A document?" "What does it contain?"
In the presence of April, Tom elaborated, "It's a legal paper stating that if either of us get hurt feelings, we'd end the deal. If April wishes for a divorce, I'd receive three-quarters of our shared possessions."
Aspiring to control and subdue April, Tom hoped she would reject the idea.
With her thoughts dancing with desire rather than logic, April agreed, "Alright."
Tom drew April toward him, locking his mouth with hers. Eventually, their bodies ended up on the ground, wrapped in a lingering embrace. Their passionate intercourse was mild and loving, culminating in an mutual climax.
The following Tuesday, April and Tom sat in Jim's office. They found themselves in the company of their family lawyer, Jim, who handed out copies of the intended document.
Jim declared, "This is the strangest postnuptial agreement I've ever written."
Upon reading the documents, April was instructed to sign off in places highlighted by Tom.
Tom's intentions were to exert a dominating force, instilling feelings of subservience and ownership over April.
April, reading about Tom's requirement that she allow him to sleep with other women, submit to being tied down, endure bodily abuse, and serve as a target for sexual acts, shuddered at the thought. She agreed to these acts for the same reasons, as she shared Tom's fantasy.
Reaching into her skirt pocket, the one Tom had deliberately cut, granting her access to her panties, April slid two fingers beneath her undergarments to caress her vulva. She climaxed and stopped herself from falling onto the document, only to read further into her fantasy.
Jim found Tom's eccentric requests fascinating and flashed him a knowing smile.
Pleasurably close to a climax, aching with excitement, April became engaged in her own autonomy.
She slipped her hand out of her slick groin, took Toms copy of the document in hand, scanned her name at the designated signature line, handed it back to him, and kissed his cheek, asking eagerly, "When?"
Tom signed the file in turn, passing it back to Jim, who picked it up and placed it in a thick folder.
Jim shared that he had drafted divorce documents at Tom's request as protection against potential abandonment.
Both April and Tom exited the office, holding hands and sharing an affectionate kiss, glancing between them and the contents of the folder. She inquired, "Anyone on your mind?"
Tom without hesitation responded, "There are a few potential candidates." "I still haven't made any decisions about them." "But I haven't discussed their inclusion yet."
As they left the parking lot, Tom announced, "We need to buy some supplies before I make my proposal."
When April inquired, "What exactly do we need?" Tom simply smiled and remained silent.
Navigation to the dubious side of town led them to a parking lot next to a sex boutique.
Tom assisted April out of the vehicle, took her by the hand, and guided her inside the adult store.
Upon entering, the store radiated intoxicating sex scents and sounds of overtly erotic videos behind closed doors, occasionally punctuated by a moan. April was captivated by the many adult fare such as porn series, dildos, and anal plugs of various sizes, and other trinkets. She felt a surge of arousal, overpowered by Tom's choice of destination.
In front of her stood an employee, tall, possibly five foot nine, her breasts appeared a D cup, fit and toned, her muscles visible when she moved, her arms ornamented with tattoos, only a portion of the design peeking out from above her blouse, similar to the women she fantasized about.
Tom stated, "My name is Tom. My wife's name is April. April wants to become a cuckquean." "Her desire is to be tied down, her holes filled."
Apr tilted her gaze at Tom, dismay apparent as she realized her spouse was speaking about their private hobby in front of another person.
The girl questioned Tom, "Do the two of you engage in anal sex frequently?"
Apr became mute due to the personal nature of the topic.
Tom responded, "Yes."
The young woman asked Tom, "What size are you?" She smiled and inquired, "Can you show me?"
Tom acknowledged with a nod, smiled, and unzipped his pants. The girl moved over the counter and began masturbating him.
Apr viewed the situation playing out before her, her mouth agape in astonishment.
Once Tom was erect, the girl caressed her lips and said, "Nice cock, your wife's lucky."
The girl extended her inquiry, "My name is Shelly." She declared, "I need to size your penis."
Gaining her composure, Apr dug her hand into her skirt's side pocket, slid her finger beneath her underwear, and started fingering herself.
Noticing Apr's actions, Shelly located a rubber hoop, grabbed Tom's member, and endeavored to place the ring over his penis.
Unable to fit it over his shaft, Shelly emitted a "Hmmm, too large."
Shelly swapped it for the largest hoop in a cabinet, and returned to Tom's penis.
Smite his penis harder, giving the ring another shot, she settled it over his head. It slid over his penis without problem. Shelly stated, "Alright, you're about two inches. This will make vibrators quite significant and cause APs mouth to ache."
Shelly picked up two vibrators from a display in back. She set them on the counter. Apr witnessed that the vibrators had knobs on them, one with a knob at its base.
Shelly removed a tiny harness from the display and connected the ring to it.
Shelly drew four cuffs of fur from the display. She directed Tom, "These are for her wrists; these other two are for her ankles."
Looking at Apr, Shelly inquired of Tom, "Do you want her throat filled?" Tom, unconcerned about Apr, asserted, "Yes."
Upon inquiring if Apr could accommodate him in her throat, Apr tugged Tom's arm, dismayed at an orgasm she felt coming on.
Tom clarified, "Around three-quarters into my shaft without gagging."
Apr nodded, locating her voice, and claimed, "It's too big."
Shelly grinned, directed her attention to Apr, and said, "None of us asked you." "Continue fingering your pussy."
Apr was taken aback by the woman's statement and command. Apr's mouth went slack, and, meekly, she fit her fingers back into her vagina.
Viewing the exchange between Shelly and Apr, Tom inquired, "What would you propose to fill her mouth with?"
Shelly turned toward the display. She ran her fingers over each rubber phallus, ultimately selecting three to show Tom.
Pointing at each one, Shelly explained, "This one will induce gagging, but you'll need to observe her just in case she hurks." "This one will sit on the roof of her mouth, giving her the sensation of you facefucking her." "This one will rest against her tongue." "It'll make her salivate." "It'll augment her humiliation."
Regarding each vibrator as Shelly specified its purpose, Tom said, "This one. Saliva would be entertaining to witness."
Shelly added a large lubricant bottle on the counter. She stated, "Considering filling her ass and lubing your new partner."
Heard "New partner," Apr experienced another orgasm, teetering on the abyss of unconsciousness under its strength.
Tom opted for two small paddles, stocked them among their inventory, and paid for all the goods.
Apr beheld him pen his residence and a date and time onto a card. Apr recognized the time was 10 p.m. on this coming Friday, and her confoundment was reinforced.
Tom requested, "Shelly, could you disclose how to use the ring and the penis gags?"
Shelly nodded, eyed Apr, and declared, "No issues, Tom." Then, addressing Apr, she said, "Cuckquean, expand your mouth as wide as possible."
Apr's visage flushed from the public anchoring of her identity. She slowly opened her mouth to its maximum capacity. When Shelly was satisfied, she pinched the hoop, shortening it slightly. She situated the ring behind Apr's head and slid it between her lips.
The ring opened, widening Apr's lips further, pulling them back beyond their typical limit.
Shelly strapped the buckles to the rear of Apr's head. Steering Apr to face Tom, Tom smirked. Apr observed herself in a mirror behind him. She resembled she could be facefucked for a lengthy period.
April struggled to speak, but only managed to emit Uuu's and Oooo's. The sounds amused Shelly and Tom, causing them to laugh at April's efforts. With a swift movement, Shelly fastened a strap to the base of the penis gag. She then inserted the gag through the ring, pressing it against April's tongue. The rubber penis occupied almost all of her mouth, blocking its movement. When Shelly connected the rubber penis to the harness, it became immovable.
As drips of saliva collected around the edges of the gag, April experienced a growing sensation of degradation. Tom removed the silicone penis, placing it inside the bag Shelly had used for her other purchases.
Next, Tom undid the harness' buckles and extricated the ring from April's mouth, adding it to the bag as well.
"So, how was that for you, April?" Tom inquired.
"I enjoyed it," April admitted. "It made me feel so humiliated."
Elated by April's words, Shelly leaned in and kissed Tom on the lips passionately. At last, she disengaged, gasping for air.
"I'm going to enjoy fucking you so much," Shelly said, hinting at their upcoming plans. "See you Friday."
Before Tom took the bag, Shelly added a small bottle of clear liquid inside.
"Before we get started, I want you to apply a bit of this on her clit," she instructed. "It'll enhance the experience for both of us."
Tom and April shared a passionate embrace before heading off, leaving Shelly in the sex shop.
Driving back home, Tom questioned April, "So you really got into it, huh?"
Nodding her head without verbalizing a response, April felt an air of guilt surrounding her.
As they reached their destination, Tom instructed April to remove her underwear. Trying not to be conspicuous, April arranged her hand under her skirt and gently slid her panties downwards, allowing them to leave her body on their own.
Pulling her skirt up again, Tom stood near the driver's seat and commanded, "Open up, April."
April widened her mouth further to oblige, glancing suspiciously at her husband.
"Here, April," Tom guided her panties into her mouth. "Keep them there until we reach home."
Again, unable to voice her acceptance, April closed her mouth and considered the taste of her arousal.
Lowering the back of her skirt to expose her bare ass, Tom stepped out of the car and opened her car door. After buckling her seat belt, he urged, "Widen your legs and show your pussy."
Passersby may have caught sight of April's exposed genital area when they stopped at a traffic light.
"Hey, April," Tom joked. "Open your mouth and stick your fingers inside your crotch. Make sure he gets a good look."
April, embarrassed by this display, complied and caressed herself, capturing the attention of a motorcyclist.
As the light turned green and Tom drove off, leaving the motorcyclist behind him, April found it difficult to focus on anything other than her degradation.
Eventually, they reached their house, where Tom withdrew April's wet panties, relieving her mouth of its contents.
As he expressed his interest in April's submission, she quickly became aroused.
"April, I'll be the dominant one in our relationship or with any other women we might introduce. Are you comfortable with that?"
Despite reservations about their arrangement, April nodded, her heart beating faster.
"I'll be fine with it."
Tom continued, "And should I also restrain you when we make love?"
April felt her body shiver with pleasure at the thought. "God, yes!"
"Fine." Tom replied. "Let's head inside."
As they trekked through their front door, April wrapped her arms around Tom, whispering tears into his neck. "Thank you," she uttered softly. "I've never felt so losing control before."
Every night, they'd curl up together in bed, but Tom always held back from engaging in intimate acts. When April inquired about their lack of sexual interaction, Tom explained, "I want Friday night to feel extra special for you."
On Fridays, April and Tom would clean their house. Tom would add some deep red sheets and pillowcases to their bed. He'd place a kitchen chair in their bedroom, strategically positioning it so that Shelly could see them having sex, hear the sounds of their intimacy, and witness her fantasy being fulfilled.
At 9:45 PM on Friday evenings, without fail, the doorbell would ring. April would answer, welcoming their guest.
Shelly would be waiting at the door, dressed in a short sundress, one that was light yellow and adorned with pink flowers. Her sandals completed the ensemble, and her hair tumbled in loose waves over her shoulders. Her arm tattoos looked like long sleeves on her arms, and a large rose inked on her left shoulder was visible above her dress strap. April couldn't help but think that Shelly was stunning.
Blushing at the thought of Shelly making love to her husband, April greeted her, awkwardly asking, "Hello Shelly, please come in."
Shelly thanked April, entering their home, and commented, "Your house looks lovely."
April questioned internally, did she just refer to it as "our house"? Shelly was only there as a guest, wasn't she? Had Tom asked Shelly to move in? So many thoughts were swirling around in her mind, and she needed to talk to Tom.
When she turned back after shutting the door, she saw Tom and Shelly sharing a passionate kiss. She watched both of them, Shelly's hand massaging Tom's crotch while Tom's arms encircled her waist, pulling her close.
As she turned back around, she saw April and Shelly standing in the living room. She saw them kissing, Shelly's hand sliding down Tom's groin, her mouth open on Tom's.
As the kiss continued, Tom, still staring at April, asked, "Are you ready to experience your fantasy coming true, April?"
April struggled to maintain her composure, stammering, "Yes." "I want to watch you make love to Shelly."
Shelly, breaking away from Tom, walked towards April. She cradled April's face between her hands, kissing her deeply.
April locked eyes with Shelly, feeling lightheaded from the ongoing kiss.
When Shelly broke the kiss, she directed April, "Lead me to my bedroom, please."
Apoplectic with excitement at the idea of showing Tom's mistress their bedroom and being a part of their sexcapade, April pointed down the hallway and said, "This way."
Shelly followed April down the hall, allowing April to lead her to the room that would soon be used for both April and Shelly's degradation.
Upon entering their bedroom, Shelly examined the room, singing her praises, "I adore the red sheets!"
Upon seeing the chair in the room, the items Tom had purchased from her store, ropes, and paddles, she responded, "April, is this what you want?"
In a playful voice, April responded, "Yes. I want to witness you making love to my husband."
Tom walked into the room, overhearing the exchange between the two women. He asked April, "Are you ready for us to begin, April?"
Nodding, her heart pounding with anticipation, April replied, "Yes."
Shelly and Tom stood side by side, looking at April. Tom instructed, "April, disrobe for us." "We want you naked."
April began to undress, first removing her blouse, allowing it to fall to the floor. Releasing the clasp on her back, she let her bra drop alongside her top. She unzipped her skirt, letting it join her blouse, bra, and panties. April felt naked and vulnerable standing there in just her stockings and heels.
Tom instructed, "April, go to the chair."
Feeling like a submissive in Shelly and Tom's presence, April slowly walked to the chair, standing at its edge, her back facing the bed.
Shelly approached April. She started to attach the wrist and ankle cuffs, securing them around April's wrists and ankles, telling her to spread her legs.
Shelly tied April's ankles to the chair legs using a short rope.
Shelly observed April, smelling her arousal. She decided to test April's limits, sliding two fingers inside her, causing the full force of April's orgasm to rock her body.
When April was able to regain her bearings, Shelly held a ring gag in front of her.
Shelly asked, "Show me how to use the ring gag." "Are you ready for it?"
April confirmed her readiness by opening her mouth, watching Shelly unfold the gag, losing sight of it as it neared her face. As Shelly's fingers touched her lips, April moaned softly, tasting her own excitement on Shelly's fingers and the ring gag.
Shelly positioned the ring gag, securing it snugly around April's mouth.
While staring into April's eyes, Shelly remarked, "Tom won't find any challenges while fucking you."
Constraining April's head, Shelly fastened the ring gag's straps behind her neck. She then retrieved and inserted a penis gag into the ring gag.
April started to salivate as she felt the rubber penile silhouette above her tongue, making contact and causing saliva to accumulate. The liquid soon overflowed from the ring, streaming down her neck and bosom.
Shelly flaunted an eight-inch, one-and-three-quarter-inch-wide textured dildo in front of April.
"I'm about to slather this with lubricant and insert it into your ass," Shelly announced as April blushed. April could only hope Tom would be the one performing these acts on her.
April bent over, her hands pressed against her knees, her rear perched towards Shelly, revealing the expanding bulge in Tom's trousers.
Aroused by the situation, April shivered while Shelly applied lubricant to her anus. April's vagina was gushing as Shelly began probing her butt with her fingers.
Shelly figured April was ready for the dildo, having inserted three digits. She pulled her fingers out, drawing an audible groan from April. Shelly then placed the dildo against April's anal opening, allowing it to enter, and a moan resounded from April.
Ceasing her digital exploration, Shelly had the base of the dildo even with April's glutes, and said, "April, stand upright."
Sensing the dildo ascending, April experienced another orgasm as she stood. She couldn't help but moan, managing only a faint sound with the penile gag, though.
Shelly switched places to face April.
"We're just about ready," Shelly stated. "There are still four things to complete before you're considered cuckolded."
Shelly displayed the dildo, which would invade April's vagina.
Shelly turned on the dildo and slid it along April's vulva. It slid in with April moaning louder and louder.
April obeyed Shelly's instruction, sitting down slowly. As her weight came to rest on the chair, the dildos went deeper.
April tried to produce a moan, but the gag only permitted feebly audible sounds.
Behind April, Shelly took her wrists and bound them behind her. She then used some rope, securing them to the bar between the back legs of the chair.
Tom and Shelly examined April together. Shelly drew out her phone, uploading photographs of their scenes; April saw herself bound, face down, and appearing to be enjoying the experiences.
Frustrated, April attempted to say "No" with her muffled gag still in place.
Shelly took out a bag from her purse and handed it to Tom. Two clips emerged from the bag, each with a minuscule chain that ended in a bell.
Shelly detailed, "These are nipple clips." "The jingling will accompany any movement you make."
Tom chuckled, "This may add an amusing dynamic to our sexual escapades."
April witnessed Shelly's approach and observed her pinching her left nipple, causing it to harden. The clip then enveloped April's nipple, snapping it shut while inducing agony within her.
Shelly followed the same procedure on her right nipple, also pressing down when closing the clip, instilling pain.
Shelly tugged at April's arms, inciting movement. Their bells hummed as they swung, impacting April's nipples, discomforting her.
Remote stimulation initiated in April's genitalia when Tom smeared the clear fluid Shelly provided from the sex shop. Her arousal heightened, complementing the vibrators.
Drawing closer, Shelly massaged Tom as they kissed. Their tongues intertwined, engaging in a passionate kiss.
After Salt received a liplock from Tom, he unhooked her bra while still embracing her, leaving her with pierced breasts.
Tom touched the little studs, delicately rotating them, causing Shelly to flinch as her nipple twitched slightly.
"Maybe we should pierce April's nipples."
Shelly kicked off her sandals as Tom began lowering her underwear, revealing a narrow line of pubic hair.
Tom ran his fingers through the hair, muttering, "April liked the bare look, but this is intriguing."
Tom approached Shelly's lower region, inhaling deeply. Grinning, smelling her arousal, he rose to face Shelly.
Their lips met once again, and then Shelly began taking off Tom's clothes.
April was frozen in place, rendered mute. Her ass and pussy were exposed to continuous vibrations, propelling her toward orgasm, observing her husband and the store clerk, Shelly, touching, kissing, and undressing each other.
She saw how Shelly removed each article of clothing from Tom, her eyes following Shelly's hands gliding over his muscular chest, dropping his polo shirt, squatting to remove his shorts, pushing his boxers to the floor, reaching out, stroking his eight-inch thick penis.
Shelly was stunned to see such a specimen. Tom's cock jutted out from his body, so long that the thickness electrified her pussy.
She traced the head with her finger, then slid her hand down the shaft, reaching his pubic hair.
April's breaths came in ragged intervals; her breasts heaved with each one, causing the tiny barbells to jump, changing the pressure on her nipples.
Hearing the bell ringing, Shelly knelt before Tom, eyed April with a wink, and resumed, allowing Tom's shaft to sink into her mouth.
Tom was shocked to see Shelly take his entire member into her mouth. Expecting her to stop at three-quarters, she surprised him by swallowing his whole length.
Shelly's throat muscles contracted, causing Tom to rest his hands on her head. Seizing her hair, he began to slowly fuck her mouth. Withdrawing almost completely, then pushing his way in.
Tom wanted to climax in her pussy and ass rather than her mouth or throat.
April felt a sense of envy when she saw Shelly taking Tom's length, allowing it to disappear down her throat. She yearned to be kneeling in front of him, sucking his hard cock.
April's envy transformed into sadness as she thought of this fantasy she had. She craved to witness him with another woman, kissing her, fucking her.
Her wish was coming true.
April cried out in orgasm as her body responded with sensation spreading from her pussy, her chest rising and falling rapidly, making the bells jingle more.
Tom pulled his cock from Shelly's mouth, helped her to her feet, and said, "Let's move to the bed. Our self-proclaimed spectator wants to watch us have sex."
Shelly chuckled, acknowledged this by nodding, and turned back to April, offering a wink. Saying, "Thank you for your husband," and, "This is going to be thrilling."
She offered April another wink and allowed Tom to position her on the bed.
April saw Tom's sun-kissed skin contrasted with the deep red sheets. He appeared almost white against them. Shelly's pale skin shone on the sheets as well, and April realized his selection had been to create a clear view of their intimacy.
Tom reclined on his back, his feet aimed at April. He pulled Shelly on top of him. With her legs surrounding him, Tom held his penis up for Shelly to lower herself on.
April watched Tom's penis plunge into Shelly, hearing her gasps, her whimpers, and her moans as she gyrated on his shaft.
April erupted in orgasm, experiencing emotion flooding her body.
Shelly had never experienced a cock of this size before. As she rocked on it, she felt her orgasm building, her moans increasing in volume, her head thrown back, and her eyes shut as she bounced on his shaft.
She shrieked, "Oh my God!" as her orgasm overcame her body. Her legs shook intensely, and her heart almost stopped, and she collapsed, falling on top of Tom.
Tom caught Shelly as she pitched forward onto him, his penis withdrawing from her pussy, feeling her orgasm fluids drip onto him.
April watched, saddened when Shelly's spasms racked her body, knowing Tom would soon be atop her, filling her with his seed.
April climaxed again, observing Tom's penis, gleaming with Shelly's fluids.
Tom tenderly stroked Shelly's hair aside, caressed her face, wrapped his arms around her, then rolled them over.
Shelly gazed up at Tom, captivated by the desire and lust in his eyes, grasped her legs around his waist, and stated, "Fuck me."
April noticed Shelly's juices made the sheet nearly black. She watched Tom's penis reenter Shelly's pussy, feeling the force of his girth within her, hearing her swoon as his penis stretched her.
Tom passionately made love to Shelly, rhythmically pushing back and forth, taking her to another two orgasms before feeling his own approaching.
Tom stopped, looking at a shocked and upset Shelly and said, "I'm about to cum on April's face after I fuck her mouth."
Shelly smiled and consented, "I want you to go all the way in before you do."
Tom withdrew from Shelly, revealing his upright and glistening cock, glazed with Shelly's orgasm.
Tom exited the bed and approached April, removing her penis gag.
April, her chin, chest, breasts, stomach, and bare landing strip soaked with saliva, attempted to say something, but the ring gag muffled her words.
Tom positioned the tip of his penis in the ring gag, grabbed April's hair, and thrust into her mouth.
With Tom's wife standing beside her, Shelly said, "Go deep."
Both could hear April gagging every time Tom's groin bashed April's nose.
Tom violated his bound spouse's face several times before telling Shelly, "I'm about to cum on her face."
Tom drove into April's mouth a couple more times, disengaged, pointed his penis at April's forehead, and fired out several long jets of cum.
April's eyes watered as she gagged on every throat penetration, almost inducing vomiting on a few occasions.
April could hear Shelly laughing at each gag due to the jingling of her nipple bells.
After Tom withdrew, April knew her insult would be more humiliating than she initially anticipated upon telling Tom about her fantasy.
The first jet hit April on the forehead, the second a tiny fraction lower, the third on her nose, and the last one, with his penis aimed at the ring gag, landed on April's lips and tongue.
April witnessed the semen leave Tom's penis. Her eyes started fogging as the first shot fell on her forehead. The second shot smeared the bridge of her nose, spattering her eyelids shut; the third struck the tip of her nose, and some misted into her mouth. April felt cum dribbling from her nose onto her chin.
When Tom aligned his penis with her open mouth, she knew she would carry that taste throughout the night.
April felt and tasted Tom's semen as it trickled into her mouth. She felt her lips wet with semen; she felt some of the semen entering the back of her mouth, causing her to gag even more, some semen dripping off her chin onto her breasts.
After Tom finished his orgasm, he nestled his penis head merely inside the ring gag.
Looking down at April, he declared, "Cuckquean, use your tongue to clean my cock."
April used her tongue to lick the remaining semen from Tom's cock head, all the while hearing Shelly applaud Tom's prowess in bed.
When Tom deemed himself sufficiently clean, he posed a query to Shelly, "Want to try some anal?"
Shelly enthusiastically agreed. "Hell, yes, I want that massive shaft up my butt."
Tom transferred Shelly to the bed, laying her on her back. Raising her legs, having her ankles rest on his shoulders, he sought out the lubricant.
April had a clear view between Tom's legs; she watched his fingers penetrating Shelly's anus. She observed the fingering, from one to two and finally three fingers violating her butt-hole.
April watched Tom line up his cock with her gaping anus, saw his penis connect, heard Shelly shrieking with delight as he entered her, gradually inserting his penis deeper into her until her butt-hole was no longer visible, his testicles obscuring her view of her butt-hole.
Shelly felt full, his penis, larger than any prior one to invade her anus, rubbing against her colon, producing waves of pleasure throughout her body.
Tom partially withdrew and paused before pushing his penis back into Shelly.
Tom's speed increased, slamming his cock into Shelly, their bodies colliding, filling the bedroom with the slapping sound of their skin.
April sat, bound to the chair, her vagina being ravaged by the vibrator, propelling her to multiple orgasms.
The same nerve endings stimulated by the vibrator in her anus excited Shelly.
Tom drove as forcefully as possible into Shelly, hugging her, kissing her deeply while filling her with his sperm.
April recognized that Tom was ejaculating in Shelly as she observed his testicles retracting, pulling away, retreating, retracting repeatedly.
Tom detached himself from Shelly, standing before April, and lined his penis up with her mouth.
As he penetrated April's mouth through the ring gag, he uttered, "Clean my cock, cuckquean."
April employed her tongue to clean Shelly's anus off his penis, tasting his ejaculate again.
Shelly, fully recuperated from Tom's anal play, crouched behind April. She loosened April's ankle cuffs from the chair legs, allowing April to extend her legs.
Shelly ascended, standing behind April, and removed the ring gag from April's mouth.
April tried to ease the pain in her jaw, and for the first time since getting it put in her mouth, she murmured, "I didn't think it would be as enjoyable as I anticipated."
Tom responded, "It certainly was for me." "I want to repeat this."
Shelly peered down at the chair's seat and noticed a liquid pool beneath April. She said, "You definitely had a great time; your pussy let out a lot of juice." "See your cum."
April looked down and blushed at the sight of her juices intermingling with her drool and Tom's cum on the chair's wooden surface.
Shelly helped April stand up. As she stood, the vibrator in her pussy slid out from her. The sound of the vibrator on the wooden chair filled the room, causing Tom and Shelly to laugh before Shelly turned it off.
Shelly said, "Cuckquean, lean forward. We need to remove one more."
April bent forward, with Tom's hands on her shoulders to steady her. Shelly twisted the vibrator in April's ass.
Shelly began to take the vibrator out, halting just when it was almost all the way out and pushing it back in. Shelly proceeded to butt-fuck April with the vibrator numerous times before removing it and turning it off.
April now faced her husband and the woman who had only moments ago fucked him. She saw the woman who had strapped her to the chair, the woman who had placed the vibrators in her most intimate parts, the woman who had laughed at her, and the woman, with one last remark, anally penetrated her.
Tom said, "Before we undo your wrist restraints, I wanted to share that I enjoyed your fantasy and desire to reenact it next Friday." "I'm considering inviting your friend, Alicia."
April adamantly shook her head from side to side, saying, "No, no." "Not Alicia."
Tom stated, "Given your fantasy, I can have sex with any woman I want." "I want to have sex with Alicia."
April knew she had agreed to a contract allowing Tom to embarrass her. She thought, "This was my idea."
Shelly pulled at the chain on the nipple clamps, guiding April towards the bed she'd just been on with Tom.
Reaching the bed, Shelly delicately nudged April's back, pressing her torso down until her nose was just inches away from a large, wet, very dark stain; her stomach rested on Tom's cum and Shelly's ass juice.
With April bent over, her head on the bed, her open anus and vagina on full display, her nostrils filled with the scent of their intercourse. She felt a wooden paddle slap her butt with a loud smacking sound.
April cried out, "Ouch!" "Why did you hit me?"
Tom and Shelly stood on either side of April, each taking turns spanking April with their paddles.
With each strike, the one hitting her said, "You are a cuckquean."
April's ass was turning a deep red as tears flowed from her eyes. April couldn't even cover her ass with her bound wrists.
April couldn't remember exactly how many times her husband and his mistress spanked her.
When the hits stopped, April felt her wrists unbound. April quickly attempted to cover her sore behind, rubbing each cheek to lessen the pain.
April rose, removed the nipple clamps.
April winced as each clamp was removed, and her blood rushed back into her nipples.
Tom stood in front of April, holding an item in his hand.
Tom, lifting the item for her to view, said, "Cuckquean, this is your collar; you'll be nude in our home; wear this collar and follow my directions."
April was stunned, anticipating to put her clothes back on, only to be denied and told she'd be naked and wearing a dog collar.
Shelly exclaimed, "All submissives wear collars."
Tom handed the collar to Shelly and asked, "Shelly, would you read what the collar says and put it on my cuckquean?"
Shelly chuckled as she held up the collar for April to see. Reading "Cuckquean" aloud, she also noted the rhinestones shaping the words. April's stomach churned at the sight of the collar. She asked, "Am I going to act like some dog?"
Tom held up a matching leather leash, saying, "I bought these from Shelly a few days ago."
Shelly put the collar around April's neck, fastening it, and then twisted it so the ring faced forward. She took the leash from Tom and connected it to the ring.
Shelly guided April around the house, nude save for her wrist and ankle cuffs, her stockings, and heels.
Shelly finished her tour back in the bedroom.
Shelly, pulling April with her, lay on the bed. Looking at a baffled April, she said, "Lick me to orgasm."
Shelly lifted a leg, pulled the leash under her legs, and guided April towards her pussy.
Shelly said, "Lick, where has your husband been?"
April leaned closer to Shelly's pussy. Having tasted her on Tom's cock, April licked Shelly's pussy.
April gently kissed Shelly's lips, softly sliding her tongue in between them, tasting the sweet pleasure filling her taste buds. When April searched Shelly for her clitoris, she immediately buried her tongue into it, her nose rubbing against Shelly's trimmed pubic hair.
Shelly responded by bringing her legs together, wrapping them tightly around April's head, preventing her from moving.
While April pleasured Shelly, she felt Tom thrust into her from behind, his cock forcefully penetrating her pussy. The act didn't hold any romance for April, only a sense of use by Tom, who was in pursuit of depositing his seed.
As Tom went on to fuck April, his deep thrusts caused April's mouth to forcefully penetrate Shelly's pussy, grazing her clitoris and pubic hair.
In a sudden moment, Shelly jerked in pleasure, her back arching, and a guttural noise escaping her throat. Simultaneously, Tom sent his cum impacting deep within April's pussy.
Once Shelly regained her composure, she handed the leash to Tom, saying, "Your slave is at your disposal now."
Grinning, Tom embraced Shelly, declaring, "We should relive this experience."
April regarded the situation, well aware that Tom would soon have sex with her friend and potentially others, including themselves once again.
Shelly stood in front of April, touching her face and pressing her lips onto April's. The kiss intensified, with tears welling in April's eyes, as she also felt Shelly fingers her cunt.
After breaking the embrace, Shelly greeted Tom, "You were quite the lover. I'm eager for more."
Smooching Shelly again, Tom stated, "Perhaps we should invite someone else next time." "April would undoubtedly enjoy watching."
His arms wrapped around April as he walked toward Shelly's car. Tom and Shelly passionately kissed, leaving April standing, bare-assed, in their driveway, hoping none of the neighbors witnessed this as it neared midnight.
April was aware of the imminent fact that she would soon see her close friends making love to her husband.
Upon entering their home, Tom made April kneel. Looking at her, Tom whispered, "I want to fill your mouth with my cum again."
Hungry for her husband, April excitedly accepted him in her mouth, her mouth and throat constricting, impeding on the flow of cum.
Tom then pulled his softening cock from April's saliva-coated lips, expressing his satisfaction. April looked up at Tom, stating, "I want to watch you make love to whomever you desire, but once finished, I want to end like this."
On Saturday evening, April positioned herself next to Tom, listening attentively as he called Alicia.
April listened as Alicia answered the call, "Hello, Alicia? April is right here."
April took the phone from Tom, nervously asking Alicia, "Alicia, would you be willing to fuck my husband on Friday night? I'd like to watch." "Please come at ten."
April carefully passed the phone back to Tom. Her cheeks blazed bright red as she communicated to him, "She said that she's desired you for some time." "She'll be caught off guard when she realizes she has to bind me in the room with you."
Tom held April down on the kitchen table on Saturday afternoon, tying her hands behind her back, then securing her ankles to the legs of the table.
He stood firmly behind his wife, exposing his penis, locked, and unable to move much. Tom told April, "I'm about to spank you, then fuck your ass."
A startled April's breath increased once the first smack of the paddle connected with her right butt cheek.
On the verge of screaming, the next swat came down on her left butt cheek. He alternately spanked her cheeks until a gentle hue of red covered her cheeks. The paddling came to a close, complemented with the application of a warming cream on her ass.
April frantically thrashed about as the unexpected heat overwhelmed her; her body squirmed, attempting to reduce the discomfort, but then she sensed Tom fingering her rear entrance.
Tom touched April's rectum, moving his finger in and out, unmistakably preparing her for anal sex.
As the pleasure overwhelmed April, she paid no attention, focused on the invading fingers opening her for intercourse.
Once Tom believed April to be ready, he removed his fingers, carefully aligning his cock head to April's rear entrance, then deliberately inserted himself, inducing her to feel full from the depth of his thrusts. Completing his penetration, he pushed his pelvis up to press against her body.
April reeled from the influx of sensations as Tom filled her ass with his girth, shocking her with the abrupt insertion but welcoming the feel of space between them. When he withdrew his cock, leaving her open, she knew she was prepared for his return.
Tom wasted no time before pushing himself back in, filling her ass once again.
April giggled as she let out a squeal when he returned, nudging her against the table, causing the legs to squeak on the floor.
Tom eagerly wanted to plow her deep, making her groan with each thrust, only to withdraw and resummoned himself.
For nearly five minutes, Tom anal fucked his restrained spouse, culminating in seating himself fully inside her. Pausing for a moment, he discharged a considerable amount of semen into her bowels.
April, still chuckling and groaning, was on the verge of reaching climax, experiencing Tom's discharge flow within her, eliciting a hearty cry of "I'm cumming," from her.
When Tom unfastened April from her bindings, she swiveled to face him and wrapped her arms around his neck, planting her lips against his. Her tongue yearned for his, sharing the ardor she felt for her husband.
Retreating from the kiss, gazing at Tom, she said, "Thanks." "I love you."
On a Sunday morning, April, wholly nude, prepared breakfast for herself and Tom. Once she tidied the kitchen, he linked the leash to her collar.
Tom maneuvered her into the living room, instructing, "April, get on your knees and bend over the ottoman."
With a grin, April swiftly dropped to her knees. Settling her hands on the ottoman, she bent over, pressing her torso against the ottoman with her hands touching the floor.
Tom stepped behind her, parting her legs, and began fingering her pussy. Invading her with two fingers, Tom wasn't concerned with her comfort.
April, slumped over the ottoman, her pussy and anus exposed, felt two fingers penetrate her. Her sexual lubricant started trickling, coating his fingers.
Tom knew she was ready once he felt his fingers absorbing her juices. He drew back his fingers, driving his penis into her in one smooth motion.
April sensed his fingers disengaging from her, eagerly anticipating gentle insertion. The unexpected swift motion caused her to gasp. Feeling his member invade her, she struck her pussy cervix.
April twitched as his cock immersed her, uttering gasps and groans.
April sensed him detach himself from her, then reinsert himself.
Tom mated with her as forcefully as possible, penetrating her repeatedly. The din of the activity filled the house; the sound of flesh slamming into flesh, the sound of her secretions rubbing against his penis accompanied by the ambiance.
Breathing heavily, Tom pumped inside her, bleaching her of his seed.
April's legs trembled, her body trembling as she approached her culmination, periodically relaxing as her orgasm overtook her.
Tom pulled away from inside her, holding her collar when he ceased, thrusting back within her.
The rush of semen flooding into her pushed her past the edge, her mind threatened to faint, her eyes blurred, her body vibrated from the climax's intensity.
On a Sunday morning, Tom guided April out of their residence, trailing her by a leash. Stroking her blindfolded, she was guided to her knees behind a pole with a hook in the midst of their yard.
Tom strolled toward the pole, and attached the tang of her lead to it, speaking, "You will sit on my cock. Let the neighbors hear your excitement."
Tom disrobed, and positioned himself on the ground.
Instructing, "Sit on my cock," April hesitatingly scampered atop Tom.
Gripping his shaft, she worked him inside. On his command, she sank down on his pelvis, over which Tom positioned himself.
April commenced rocking back and forth, feeling the tip of his penis move up and down the vaginal walls of her sex organ.
After several minutes, April was voicing her grunts, reaching the neighbors to the left of their residence. The sound of sex prevailed, the scent of sex wafting in the air around them.
April relinquished her rocking, temporarily, while an orgasm swept through her.
After ten minutes, he lifted her by the collar, leaning out of her.
Upon reentering the home, Tom told April, "I'm leaving you here for a while." "Remain with your legs splayed," before he walked away.
April's smile radiated her submissiveness.
Around midday on Tuesday, April faced Alicia at a diner downtown. Busy catching up, each steered clear of the topic they both badly desired to discuss.
Eventually, Alicia inquired, "So, you need me to stare at you undress, insert vibrators into your ass and pussy, tie you to a chair, gag you, and then copulate with Tom as much as I can to achieve my goal?"
Alicia added, "What is that event called?"
April stretched out her arm, seizing Alicia's hands, and confessed, "I'm a cuckquean." "I have to watch my spouse make love to other women." "Much like a cuckold, but in the opposite direction." "You would be the cuckqueen."
Alicia inquired, "Who devised this plan?"
April revealed, "It was my idea, but I'm under Tom's control; he's my ruler."
Alicia was amused when April stated, "Give Tom a call. He'll let you know what to do to me." "I desire for you to watch some porn videos about cuckqueans."
April recognized that rumors would circulate about her urging Tom to be intimate with other women. It wouldn't be long until all her friends were aware of her proclivity.
Sitting opposite her friend, April's pussy was abuzz, her sex fluids seeping onto her underwear, April clutching Alicia's hands, climaxing at the thought of Alicia having sex with Tom in front of her.
Alicia noticed April's grip tighten on her hands; April flushed and nearly passed out.
Alicia laughed, taking in her friend who had given her husband to another woman explicitly. Wow!
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